Time passes bit by bit.

Five minutes...... Ten minutes......

As the battle went on longer, so did Sen Angus's heart.

Unless it's a special circumstance, it usually doesn't take long for a hand-to-hand combat winner to emerge, and once you get into a war of attrition, it only proves that both sides have reached a certain level of skill.

Both Jack and Cyril Cross have physical attributes far beyond ordinary people, but that doesn't mean they can last longer than ordinary people in this kind of high-intensity combat.

The strength and speed are stronger, and the lethality is naturally greater, but the explosion of this power also requires the same amount of physical strength.

Especially for players like them, physical attributes are all attribute points that are extra amplified, and most of them have a large degree of bias.

Just like the current Cyril and Jack, they are both very strong, but their physique only exists as an auxiliary attribute, although it is necessary to increase a lot of physique attributes in order to ensure that the strength will not damage themselves, but it is weak after all compared to the physical strength consumed by the power explosion.

After more than ten minutes of high-intensity exercise and a mental game between life and death, I am afraid that both of them are not far from exhaustion, and even Jack's ability to hold on to it until now is a little surprising to him.

Fifteen minutes......

Twenty minutes......

As time passed, Sen Angus's heart got closer and closer to the bottom, but gradually there was a Jedi turn.

？？？

Why hasn't this kid's stamina run out yet? Even full of energy, the more energetic you are?

Cyril is already sweating profusely and panting, okay!

You don't even have a drop of sweat on your face for Mao!

It's not scientific at all!

Not only Sen Angus, but even the expression on Diru Modal's face is getting more and more exciting.

And Cyril Cross at this time...... He now has a sentence in his heart that MMP must say.

His muscles began to soften under the continuous high-speed explosion, but his opponent, Jack, seemed to be in better and better condition, and even became more and more excited, and his eyes became more and more frenzied.

Even if you have a faster physical exertion because of your constant movement, but the physical strength on the opposite side should obviously not be very good, how can you hold on for so long?

"Maybe it's holding on...... Psychological tactics......"

Cyril Cross's eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and the offensive accelerated again, and at the same time became more aggressive.

However......

Twenty-five minutes......

Thirty minutes......

Jack was still breathing.

In the end, it even seemed that he had become accustomed to his offensive rhythm, and even closed his eyes and began to capture his movements purely by hearing.

This contemptuous move instantly made Cyril Cross's mentality a little explosive, and he couldn't help but adopt a more aggressive style of play, but fortunately, he calmed down as soon as he acted, so he didn't show any flaws.

Continue, he can't believe that he can't consume a newcomer who has just entered the game!

……

And at this time...... If Liss knew what Cyril Cross and Diru Modal were thinking now, he would definitely laugh secretly.

"Pandora, take the medicine!"

"No problem, sir!"

"Pandora, take the medicine!"

"Yes, sir."

The above conversation comes from the exchange of thoughts between Li Si and Pandora.

That's right, he's already hanging up again.

Physical? Energy?

None of this is a problem.

The suit on his body is only similar to Angus's battle suit in appearance, and the inner body is mainly the tuxedo and the Thunderbolt King's suit, and the potion injection belt is a regular option.

Self-healing serum repairs muscle wear and relieves fatigue, high-energy nutrient solution restores physical strength, and blood worm support system maintains physical condition...... With a variety of buffs, he is now a kryptonite drug flow player.

Krypton players are scary enough, but he is still a skilled player.

Anyone who has played the game knows that players who are not afraid of others being compared to you are krypton, nor afraid of others being compared to your liver, but who are afraid of others being krypton and liver.

Explosiveness and reflexes may not be able to close the gap, but when it comes to physical endurance, he can proudly say that he can stand here for more than an hour.

As for energy...... I'm sorry, with his current intelligence, his thinking speed is not at all comparable to that of a hand-to-hand combat brute like Cyril Cross, not to mention that most of the calculations and predictions can be completed with the assistance of Pandora, and he doesn't need to waste many gods at all.

As the battle continued, Pandora had basically completed the analysis of Cyril Cross's behavior patterns, and Pandora didn't even need the aid of visual signals to fight at this point, and could roughly predict Cyril Cross's behavior by just hearing and the subtle touch generated by air disturbances.

To put it in a more colloquial way, Cyril Cross can now tell if he's going to poop or fart with a pouting of Pandora's butt.

Therefore, after this fight, Li Si not only did not consume much energy, but because of the fierce battle, the mania in his heart was also brought out, and the more he fought, the more excited he became.

After more than forty minutes of battle......

Cyril Cross was completely exhausted and had to take a final stand.

However, he couldn't help Li Si in his heyday, let alone when his physical strength was about to run out, so he was easily blocked by Li Si.

Immediately after, it was a slow delay for a while, and finally the two laser swords crossed into an X-shape and fluttered lightly on both sides of his neck, achieving the achievement - kill the opponent, emmmm, but unfortunately the system does not recognize it, and there is no reward.

"You've lost."

After the rapid exercise stopped, Li Si still did not blush or panting, the wind was light, and there was no sign of strenuous exercise.

"Your physical fitness isn't a suit-bonus?"

Cyril Cross's face was a little cold at this time.

In the last battle, it turned out that he lost!

And it's just a matter of losing, or being exhausted alive, like a dead dog without the power to resist being held by the neck, this is even more uncomfortable than being killed, you must know that at the beginning he was still planning to solve the battle.

In addition, what made him even more uncomfortable was the consequence of losing, according to the agreement of the three parties, the last two percent of the mineral output would go to the people of Angus.

Originally, the people who cooperated well with Modal discussed taking forty percent of each and leaving soup for Angus's people, but because of this guy who suddenly ran over, his side became the one with the least allocation, which made him not depressed.

"Guess?"

For this beautiful misunderstanding that he deliberately created, Li Si naturally couldn't explain it to Cyril Cross, and walked back into the array of Angus Hound people with two copycat laser swords that had not been able to cool down for the time being.